Chapter 26 The Little God Pouts
Qi Rui and Xiao Hui were getting extremely anxious when the doorbell rang.
Half an hour ago they discovered that Mianli was missing, along with the two cats at home.
Once again, we didn’t see each other.
With the experience of the kids running away from home last time, and the fact that the background conditions were the same this time - Zhuo Can was absent - the couple guessed that Mianli would still take Zhizhi and Taotao to look for someone.
Xiaohui went to the community property management to look for the surveillance footage, and sure enough, the boy was riding the cat again, looking very proud and confident.
Qi Rui made a series of phone calls to Zhuo Can, but no one answered.
Just when they were sending photos to the group of owners and considering whether to call the police, Zhuo Can finally came back.
With three little tails.
The young couple breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiaohui was about to cry.
Qi Rui put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders and lamented, "It's so hard to take care of a child."
Taking care of children is very energy-consuming, especially a three-year-old who can run and jump without being controlled and causes trouble everywhere. Parents cannot let their guard down for even a moment.
Not to mention that this is a little fairy who can fly, open doors by himself, lock others up, command a cat rescue team, and is full of stubbornness and novel self-ideas.
None of the three of them had children yet, so the first challenge they took on was of hellish difficulty, and it was indeed difficult to deliver a good result.
Zhuo Can felt very guilty. These were not things that his friends should have to bear, but because he couldn't take care of the child by himself, Xiaohui and the others had to suffer as well.
Especially after seeing the banner that said HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZHUOCAN, I felt extremely guilty when I thought about how my friends had been so secretive and put so much effort into celebrating my birthday these past two days.
Mian Li brought his own "little troubles" into the world, not theirs.
His heart ached: "I'm sorry..."
Seeing his expression, Xiaohui sniffed and quickly said, "It's me who likes Xiaoli. Please don't blame yourself. I still feel sorry for not being optimistic about him..."
"No, it's still my fault."
"No, no, no, it's me..."
The two men exchanged apologies, but Qi Rui intervened in time: "Alright, alright, they're all back now." He patted their shoulders, his expression solemn, "Next time, we'll be on high alert, keeping our guard up, and never let criminals take advantage!"
The little "criminal" blinked his big eyes and looked at the emotional adults, looking at this and that, as if he had sensed something, and leaned out of Zhuo Can's arms and reached out for Xiao Hui to hold him.
"Don't cry, sister." He raised his little hand to wipe her eyes, then tilted his head to rest on her shoulder, rubbing against her like a kitten, and said in a baby voice, "Li Li loves sister the most~"
The girl burst into laughter.
Zhuo Can looked at this culprit who acted cute anytime and anywhere, and felt both angry and loving, but it was impossible to really blame him.
He shook his head and complained half-seriously, "You said last time that you liked me the most."
Qi Rui also joined in the fun: "What about me? When will it be my turn to like me the most, darling?"
Even Zhizhi was meowing at my feet.
The tense atmosphere just now relaxed a lot. Qi Rui clapped his hands and said, "Alright, alright, it's good that you're alright. Come and celebrate your birthday, our birthday boy~"
Xiaohui took Mianli to get some strange-shaped sunglasses and put them on them. Qi Rui lit the candles and pulled Zhuocan to the middle.
"Let's put aside those empty promises for now and make a wish, Can'er! Do you want to become rich overnight or find a happy marriage?"
Everyone was crowded together, a huge group of people and cats, all wearing either paper crowns on their heads or overly cool sunglasses.
Qi Rui set the automatic photo countdown on his phone and hurried back to his original position, waiting to record the happiest moment.
Zhuo Can was surrounded in the middle, so moved that he didn't know where to look.
Qi Rui reminded him again: "Make a wish!"
What kind of wishes should you make and what kind of wishes should you pray for?
He just got a promotion and a raise, his life is going well, his parents are healthy, and he has a few good friends who treat him sincerely. Most of his life is going smoothly.
There is no wealth better than this.
What's more, he now has the sleeping ritual.
A mischievous, quirky, trouble-making yet clingy little god who is precious and like the rarest gem.
Even ten thousand wishes cannot be exchanged.
"Look at the camera, look at the camera!"
"Meow meow meow?"
"Taotao, don't kick me!"
"Xiao Li is blocking my way. Move aside a little."
"It's too late, too late!"
"Five, four, three, two, one!"
"Happy birthday—"
The doorbell rang like a song change button.
Three people, no, to be more precise, three people, one god, and two cats all looked towards the source of the sound at the same time.
Then they looked at each other, confused.
Who would come at a time like this?
*
Qi Rui pushed his five-pointed star-shaped sunglasses onto his forehead and opened the door suspiciously.
The man standing outside was dressed in a suit and looked handsome. He was holding a small but expensive-looking cake in his hand.
Qi Rui was sure that he didn't know him: "You are..."
The man was very polite: "Excuse me, is Zhuo Can here?"
Hearing his name, Zhuo Can, whose nose was smeared with a small dot of cream by Mian Li, hurried over and was surprised: "Boss Lu, what are you..."
Lu Song smiled and said, "I originally ordered a cake, but now it seems a bit redundant."
Zhuo Can was stunned and subconsciously looked at his friends. Xiaohui pointed at her own nose and then at his. The latter realized it belatedly and rubbed his nose in a panic until it turned red.
Three men, a drama, all standing stupidly at the door.
It was the only girl who reacted first, pushing aside her boyfriend and friends: "You are Xiao Zhuo's boss, right? We have all heard him mention you. Please come in."
It looks weird no matter how you look at it.
My boss had taken the initiative to send me home, gave me birthday presents, and now even a specially made cake.
Zhuo Can was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Lu Song sat on the sofa, and the Ragdoll cat came over and sniffed him with its tail raised, looking quite familiar.
Yes, that’s right, it’s the same human from before.
Lu Song touched its head and said, "Hello."
Zhizhi has always been warm to people. After the misunderstanding was resolved, she decided that this was a good person, rubbed his palm, and reconciled with him as before.
Mianli rode on the clouds and floated down from the child seat and floated in front of Lu Song.
Although he already knew that the child had superpowers, Lu Song's heart still skipped a beat when he suddenly saw a little baby flying.
Mianli was more familiar than a cat and sat directly on Lu Song's lap.
Sitting cross-legged, leaning forward to survey, he carries himself like a big boss.
If you ignore the body, it is just a small thing.
He had already classified Lu Song as "invading his territory" and "coveting his 'cub'" and was very wary: "What are you doing here?"
Lu Song had never known that the eyes of a three-year-old could be so intimidating. He picked up the small cake and said softly, "Let's celebrate his birthday."
He blinked, as if hinting at something.
Regarding Lu Song and Zhuo Can's past, they had already shared information with each other, and He knew what he was talking about.
The little god pouted: "Lili doesn't believe you."
"Trust me." Lu Song whispered, "I will treat him well, okay?"
The two of them were whispering, and not only Zhuo Can who was nearby couldn't hear them, but the homeowners who were farther away were even more confused.
Qi Rui was surprised: "Xiao Li, do you know this uncle?"
Mianli pointed with her little hand: "He is Cancan——"
Seeing that he was about to be exposed, Lu Song coughed lightly and cut off the conversation: "Friend."
Seeing the little guy's unhappy look at being interrupted, Lu Song lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Let's just keep 'that thing' a secret between us, okay?"
Mian Li asked, "Why?"
Lu Song said softly: "Because we are not 'friends' yet."
Zhuo Can on the other side: "..."
I was suddenly classified as an intimate by the boss, and I was shocked.
He has been doing good deeds all his life. When he was a child, he helped old ladies cross the road. When he grew up, he would donate a little from his meager salary whenever there was a disaster. Now he gets up early and goes to bed late to take care of Kamisama to repay the ghosts he killed in the escape game world.
All in all, he's a good person no matter how you look at him.
Why on earth would God punish him for being called a "friend" by his immediate superior?
How could he be worthy of such high expectations?
*
Lu Song is Zhuo Can's boss.
Lu Song said Zhuo Can was a friend.
Zhuo Can clearly seemed to only regard Lu Song as a boss rather than a friend.
Mianli and Lu Song seem to be very familiar with each other.
But Mianli didn't like Lu Song very much.
Zhuo Can also didn't know how Mianli and Lu Song knew each other.
…
Seeing the relationship between the three people in the living room becoming increasingly chaotic, Xiaohui stood up and said, "You guys chat, I'll go to the kitchen to get another set of dishes and chopsticks."
By the way, I took my boyfriend away.
kitchen.
Qi Rui came close to his girlfriend and said, "What's going on? I don't understand it either."
Xiaohui glared at him and said, "They're still here, keep your voice down."
Qi Rui touched the back of his head and asked, "Is Mr. Lu too good to Can'er?"
Xiaohui took out new dishes from the cupboard. "I don't know, but it's better to be nice to him than mean to him."
"That's right." Qi Rui sighed, "I hope Can'er can be smarter. The opportunity to be appreciated is so rare, you have to seize it well."
Can that be called "appreciation"?
Xiaohui shook her head.
These two are indeed good friends who have grown up together. They have low emotional intelligence and are silly straight men.
living room.
The only two people who could have saved him actually slipped away without a trace. Zhuo Can complained bitterly and could only chat nervously: "Is Mr. Lu not busy today?"
"Yeah, it's okay. Did you see the gift I gave you?"
It's a tie, and it's quite expensive.
Zhuo Can nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, you are so expensive."
Lu Song felt uncomfortable hearing "Mr. Lu" called on the left and "Mr. Lu" called on the right.
How he wished Zhuo Can could call him brother like he did when they were little.
But in the end, I didn't say it.
He is no longer the poor student who could only support himself by relying on the pitiful hourly wages of tutoring, and Zhuo Can is no longer the young boy who is full of admiration for him.
As time goes by, where does the title of brother come from?
Zhuo Can didn't even know anything about their past - just like Xiao Mianli said, they weren't friends yet and couldn't force it.
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